The girl was almost naked now, wearing only her high heels, long tan stockings, the garter belt, and a thin wisp of sheer panties. The voice of the commentator was talking about the necessity for the bride not to show fear if she was coming to her marital bed as a virgin, and all the while the girl was drawing her silken panties tantalizingly down over her gently curved hips and buttocks. She turned and bent over slowly, her back to the audience; brushing her thin panties sensuously against her smooth thighs and calves, and then discarded them at her feet beside her dress. She stretched languidly again and teasingly turned to the front, exposing shamelessly all of her delicious young nakedness, from her high-tilted breasts to the soft, blonde triangle of her girlish pubic mound.

The naked young bride lay back on the bed then, her legs scissoring open and closed slowly, exposing the thin pink slit of her vagina that nestled teasingly in the soft curly hair up between her thighs. Her feet were pointed directly at the camera, and sheer wanton desire reflected in her eyes as though she wished to take on every boy who was watching her.

"She is now ready to receive her husband, and as you can see, boys and girls, she is most eager for him…"

Joan shifted nervously, not having expected anything like this! It seemed so real that the older woman teacher couldn't understand how the girl could act such a part unless she really felt it. She remembered lying in her own bed this very morning and thinking about wanting a handsome boy until she had almost gone insane and relieved herself with her own fingers. She blushed slightly in the darkness, thankful that the lights were out, guilt flicking slightly through her conscience. She squirmed her own buttocks nervously, feeling the edge of the desk chair brush electrically against the soft swelling of her vagina. She jerked from the contact and the more unexpected shock it had brought. Her breath quickened…